There's nothing left
Plain white-washed walls
Just a lonely echo
And deserted halls
The colour has faded
Only stained hearts remain
Forever waiting
To be cleansed by the rain
The once burning candles
Have long faded away
Having served their purpose
Extinguished by the day
An empty hollow feeling
Is all that's left of this
They must have been lying
When they said apathy is bliss.
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